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Rifle slung over one shoulder, Eridan scowled towards the faint glow of the city's lights on the horizon and looked down at Feferi's footprints in the sandy soil. Cursing how far afield she'd been (and all the trouble it had been to even find her in the first place), he picked his way along the edge of canyon. It was fairly steep, and clearly ( Read more... )

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